''Bella? Bella? Where are you?''

''Here, Esme!'' I said.

''There you are!'' Esme smiled, her arms filled with books. ''Be careful on that ladder.'' She said.

''Will do.'' I smiled, as I put some books in place. ''Did you need anything?'' I asked, still putting books away.

''Yes. I got some more books for you to put away, on the desk. Oh, and could you tell Carlisle, that lunch is almost ready, when you see him?'' Esme asked, in her normal kind voice.

''Sure.'' I said.

''Thank you, dear.'' She said, before walking away.

I got down from the ladder, and took as many of the books on the desk, as I could. I looked at the letter, and saw that they were to be in the S section. I moved the ladder, and got back up and started putting the books in place. I read the front, as I put the books away. Sehkmet, Seshat, Shu, Socrates, Sobek, Tuthmosis…Hold on.

''Tuthmosis?'' I frowned. ''What are you doing here? You're suppose to be in the T section.'' I shook my head. ''T, T, T…'' I looked around. ''There. T.''

I leaned over to the shelf behind me, holding the book out. I was almost there. I leaned a bit more. The ladder tilted away from the shelf, and I let out a shriek. I dropped the book, and my hand flew to the ladder. I gulped, as I stood in-between the two shelves, the ladder leaning against nothing. I tried moving the ladder, towards the shelf, and almost fell to the ground. I grimaced, and tried to move again.

''Esme! ESME!'' I called. Nothing.

I started tilting back and forth against the shelves. I tried to slowly land on one of the shelves, but came towards it too quickly. I let out another shriek, as I landed on the shelf, and it tipped over. The ladder fell down with the shelf, and I jumped off the ladder. The shelf pushed another shelf, that pushed another, that also pushed another and a chain reaction started, ending with all of the shelves falling. The last one was about to fall on me, but I quickly scrambled out of the way.

I got up from the floor. I looked around the library, and a hand flew to my mouth. I bit my lower lip, and winced.

''Oops.''

''What in the world?'!''

I whirled around and saw Carlisle coming in to the room, eyes wide. He stared all around the room, his eyes lastly landed on me. He started shaking his head, chanting the word 'no', again and again. He started walking over to me, still shaking his head, as he kept glancing around the room. I looked down, embarrassed, still biting my lower lip. Carlisle stopped in front of me, still chanting 'no'. He threw his arms in the air.

''Oh, look at this! Sons of the pharaohs! Give me frogs, flies, locusts! Anything but you. Compared to you the other plagues were a joy!'' Carlisle groaned.

''I'm so sorry, Carlisle. It was an accident.'' I said.

''Sweetie. Ramses destroying Syria, that was an accident. You are a catastrophe!'' Carlisle sighed. ''I know you're clumsy, but how in the world did you do…THIS!'' He waved his hands around the room.

''Well, I was on the ladder, and was leaning behind me to the shelf, that was there, trying to put a book in it's place-''

''You couldn't just have moved the ladder, to the other shelf?'!''

''Um, well.'' I blushed fiercely. ''I didn't really think of that.'' I admitted, sheepishly.

''Why do I put up with you?'' He sighed.

''Well, you put up with me…because I can read and write in ancient Egyptian, decipher hieroglyphics and hieratic.…and, well…I am the only person within five thousand miles who can properly code and catalogue this library, that's why!'' I shouted, feeling defensive.

''No. I put up with you, because I was good friends with your parents- may they rest in peace. I put up with you, because my wife is your mother's sister. And I put up with you, because I know you're a smart girl, and you will do great things one day. But until then, could you stop doing things like…well, things like this.'' He gestured around the room.

''I'll try.'' I sighed.

''Could you get the others and tell them to clean this mess up, as soon as possible?'' Carlisle asked.

''Sure. Oh, and Esme said that lunch is almost ready.'' I said.

''Where is your brother?'' He asked.

''Like I would know that.'' I snorted. Carlisle chuckled, but then winced as he once again glanced around the room.

''We could use his help.'' He murmured, as he left the room.

I let out a sigh. I heard a noise, coming from the library's exhibition. I frowned and walked over to the door. The exhibition was closed for today. The room was dark and there were torches to light up the room. It was to make the exhibition more real-like. I took one of the torches, that stood by the door, and entered the room. I listened, but heard nothing. I wondered if it was just my mind, playing tricks on me. But then I heard something. I frowned and looked around.

''Abdul?'' I asked, walking further into the room. No response. ''Mohammed?'' I called. Again, no response. ''Bob?'' I tried.

Still nothing. The noise came again, this time from one of the sarcophaguses. I frowned and walked over to it. The sarcophagus was open, which made my frown broaden. I put the torch in a holder, by the sarcophagus and looked inside of it. Just as I looked inside, the corpse inside the sarcophagus, jumped into my face. I screamed, and jumped into the air, falling backwards and landing on my behind.

''I want blood! Blah!'' A male voice said, in a scary voice. Thereafter a very loud, shaking, booming laughter that I could recognize from anywhere, filled the room.

''Emmett!'' I shouted and scrambled up from the ground. ''What do you think you're doing!'?'' I scowled at him.

Emmett was sitting inside of the sarcophagus, one of his arms resting around the corpse. He was laughing like a madman. He looked at me, still laughing. I moved his arm away from the body, and put it down gently. Emmett had stilled his loud laughter to deep chuckles. I hit him on the arm, and he just grinned at me.

''Have you no respect for the dead?'' I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.

''Of course I do, but sometimes I'd rather like to join them.'' Emmett said, still grinning at me.

''Behave. Or I will personally see to it that you join them.'' I threatened. ''This goofy, careless, childish behavior of yours is the reason for why you lost your job and ruined your carrier. Along with you acting like a thief, at times, of course.'' I said.

''My dear, sweet, baby sister!'' Emmett started getting out of the sarcophagus, as he spoke. ''I'll have you know, that I do not steal things. I borrow them.'' He said. I rolled my eyes.

''Where have you been anyway? I haven't seen you since yesterday. Lunch is almost ready, and I need your help in the library. There has been a bit of an accident.'' I said.

''What did you do this time, sis?'' Emmett asked, leaning against the sarcophagus. I sighed and sat down by one of the statues.

''Who said I did anything?'' I asked, offended.

''Well?'' He smirked. I blushed.

''I accidentally tipped over one shelf, and then a chain reaction kind of, sort of, started…by accident.'' I said, sheepishly, looking down.

''HA!'' Emmett started laughing. ''Only you, Bells! Only you!'' He said, through his laughter.

''Laugh all you want, big brother. You're the one who's going to put everything in place.'' I smirked. Emmett stopped laughing, and glared at me. ''Now, where the bloody hell have you been?'' I asked.

''Just walked around. Here and there.'' He shrugged.

''Emmett, please don't tell me you've gotten yourself into trouble again. I'm really not in the mood for it. I have already messed up the library, and Bembridge scholars rejected my application, again, saying I didn't have enough experience in the field.'' I sighed.

''Well, don't worry, sis. I have just the thing to cheer you up!'' Emmett grinned and walked over to the sarcophagus, looking around inside of it.

''Oh, no, Emmett. Not another trinket. If I have to try and sell another piece of junk-'' I stopped, when Emmett came back over to me, holding an old looking artifact in front of me. ''For you.'' I finished, quietly. ''Where did you get this?'' I asked in a whisper.

''On a dig down, in Thebes.'' He said. ''My whole life I've never found anything, Bells. Please, tell me I've found something.''

He handed me the artifact, and I held it in my hands. It looked like it could be opened. It had ancient writing on it. By the looks of it, my personal opinion would be, that it was up to about…3000 years old! My eyes widened, as I gaped at the artifact. I looked at the writing. Something about a curse or a warning, or both, was written on it. I narrowed my eyes and concentrated, as Emmett shifted impatiently beside me.

''Well?'' He asked.

''Shhh.'' I shushed him.

The artifact hadn't been taken good care of. The writing was impossible to read, but obviously there. I turned the artifact in my hands, looking for some way to open it up. I found something that looked like a button. I pressed on it, but nothing happened. I saw another bump, that looked like a button, as well. I turned my hand, so I could press on both of the buttons. As I did so, the artifact popped open, becoming a little box. Inside of it, was an old piece of paper.

''Emmett.'' I said.

''Yes?'' He asked.

''I think you found something.'' I whispered.

''REALLY!'?'' Emmett shouted into my ear.

''Bloody hell, Em! No need for screaming.'' I snapped.

''Sorry, sis. Now! What did I find?'' He asked.

''I'm not sure. But you found something. Just give me a minute.'' I said.

''Well, could you hurry?'' He groaned. I shot him a glare. ''Sorry.''

I held the little box in my left hand, and took a hold on the paper with my right hand, gently lifting it up. I handed the box to Emmett, slowly, telling him to be careful with my eyes. I held the paper, folding it out slowly and softly. It was extremely old, and could easily crumple. I folded it out, with the best care. Excitement started crawling over me. I bit my lower lip, as I unfolded the old piece of paper.

It wasn't just a piece of paper. No. It was…

''A map.'' I gasped.

''What? Like a treasure map?'' Emmett asked.

''Bloody hell, Emmett! You flabbergasting human being! Do you know what this is!'?'' I squealed, and jumped up.

''No! What is it?'!'' Emmett stood as well, looking at the map, over my shoulder. I turned to him, grinning like crazy. He was frowning, utterly confused. I rolled my eyes, at his obliviousness.

''This is…''

CPOV:

I rubbed my temples, with my index fingers.

Bella was a true nightmare, but I knew she was a good girl. She had great qualities, that would help her, in the future. She would become a great woman one day. But at this moment, she was a catastrophe of a little girl. Her clumsiness caused so much trouble for me. At times, she caused more trouble than good. But thankfully, that was only very few times. Her brother was even more of a catastrophe than her. The two of them were nothing like their parents. And then again, they were so much like their parents.

Emmett had inherited Renée's childish and careless behavior, but not much else. Bella had inherited Charlie's quiet and shy personality, and also his defensive outbursts. Everything else of their parents behavior, personality and acts, were not as much something they shared. The most that they had in common, with the Egyptian adventures woman and English police officer, were how they looked. I truly missed my dear friends. I knew Esme missed her sister, deeply, as well.

''It was an accident, Carlisle.'' Esme said.

''All the shelves, Esme. Oh, the mess..…'' I sighed.

''Relax, dear.'' She said, as she walked behind me, and started massaging my shoulders. ''You know she didn't do it on purpose. She's just…a bit clumsy.'' She said.

''A bit clumsy!'' I exclaimed. ''You saw the library! Something like that doesn't happen, from being a bit clumsy.'' I said.

''Well, the shelves were standing a bit ridiculously. Anyone who accidentally knocked over one of the shelves, would knock over all of them, because one shelf would take another, that would take another and that would also take another down, with it. When everything is cleared up, you should line up those shelves, differently.'' Esme said.

''Oh, so it's my fault?'' I asked, turning my head to look at her.

''That's not what I'm saying.'' She said, continuing to massage my shoulders. ''I just think, that you shouldn't fully blame it on her. Besides, the boys will set things back up. No permanent damage was done.'' She kissed my cheek. ''You hungry?'' She asked.

''A bit.'' I said.

''I made sandwiches. They are in the kitchen. I'll just go find Bella.'' Esme said, and started walking towards the door. She was halfway there, when the door flew up and a very excited Bella came into the room.

''Carlisle, Carlisle!'' She shouted.

''Bella, there you are.'' Esme said. Emmett came in behind Bella, panting. It looked like he had been running. ''Oh, hello Emmett. Lunch is ready you two. I made sandwiches.'' She said.

''Bloody hell, Bella. I've never seen you run so fast.'' Emmett panted. ''Wait, did you say lunch?'' His attention turned to Esme.

''Yes. Would you like to eat outside or in the kitchen?'' She asked.

''I actually have something I want to discuss with Carlisle.'' Bella said, grinning widely. She was holding some old-looking piece of paper in her hand.

''Esme, dear, could you bring lunch in here?'' I asked.

''Of course. I'll be right back.'' Esme smiled, as she walked out the door.

''Now, what has gotten you so bubbly, Bella?'' I asked.

Bella was still grinning, widely, as she trotted over to my desk. She looked at Emmett, whose panting had lessened, but was still there. Bella rolled her eyes, and tapped her foot impatiently. This must have been important. Emmett let out a final breath, and then walked over to my desk. He pulled over a chair, and sat down. Bella remained standing. She lifted up the paper in her hands, that was obviously old, and unfolded it on my desk. I frowned.

''An old piece of paper?'' I questioned.

''Look at it!'' She said. ''You see the cartush there? It is the official royal seal of Seti the 1st.'' She said.

No. It can't be.

''Bella, you didn't exactly get A+ in history.'' I said.

''First of all, I did sometimes. And second. When it comes to Egyptian history, I am never wrong! And you know it! The cartush IS the official royal seal of Seti the 1st!'' Bella said, firmly and almost angrily. She was having a defensive outburst- just like her father would have. ''Son of Sitre and Ramesses the 1st, father of Ramesses the 2nd, Tia, Amennefernebes and Henutmire. Some rumors claim, that he had another daughter, but nothing have been proven.'' She said. ''All facts. Check it.''

''I know the facts.'' I said.

''19th dynasty. He was said to be, the wealthiest pharaoh of them all.'' She murmured.

''Ooh, I like the sound of that. I very much like the sound of that.'' Emmett grinned widely. Bella rolled her eyes.

''I've already dated the map. It is around 3000 years old.'' She said, leaning beside me, so she could point at the map. ''And if you look at the hieratic right there. Well…'' Bella grinned even wider than her brother. ''It's Hamunaptra.'' She said, excitedly.

''Oh, Bella. Don't be ridicules.'' I rolled my eyes.

Oh, no…

''We're not treasure hunters, and Hamunaptra is just some silly myth. It doesn't exists!'' I scoffed.

''What's Hamunaptra?'' Emmett asked, confused.

''Come on, Em! Everyone's heard of Hamunaptra!'' Bella exclaimed. ''The City of the Dead? Ring any bells?'' She asked.

''Wait, City of the Dead?'! Isn't the wealth of Egypt suppose to be hidden there, somewhere?'' He asked.

''Yes. It's an ancient burial site for the sons of pharaohs. Hamunaptra is also suppose to contain two special books. The Book of the Dead and the Book of the Living. The Book of the Living is also known, as the Book of Amun-Ra. The Book of Amun-Ra is suppose to be made purely of gold.'' Bella said. Emmett's jaw dropped.

''G-g-gold? Gold?'! All gold?'! Pure beautiful gold?'!'' He exclaimed. ''Bloody hell!'' He shouted. Bella beamed, along with him.

''Now, now. All of this is just stories, legends and myths. None is proven to be true. It does not exists.'' I said, firmly.

This can't be good….

Where the hell did you two get this?'!

''Yes, yes, Carlisle. I know of the silly nonsense that's been told, about curses and mummies and all that. But my research has let me to believe, that Hamunaptra itself truly does exists. And this is the proof!'' Bella said. ''Think about it. If this is not a map to Hamunaptra, then do tell me, what is it?'' She asked.

''A piece of old paper, with drawings on it.'' I shrugged.

I need to get rid of this. They can't find it. What to do…what to do…?

''It is not!'' Bella shouted.

''Wait. If it is a map to Hamunaptra, then what?'' Emmett asked, standing up. He walked over to behind my chair. Bella turned to him, as she spoke.

''We'll have to find it then, won't we?'' She said.

''How?'' Emmett asked.

''We should hirer someone, that can lead us around in the desert. We need camels, lots of water, some food…oh, this is so exciting! The City of the Dead, out there, somewhere, and we have a map that can lead us to it! Think about the antic artifacts we can find, the scrolls with ancient writing, the history we'll discover..…'' Bella said, with wonder.

''All the money we'll make. Treasures of gold, jewels, valuable statues…'' Emmett said, with wonder as well.

''Forget about money! Think about the history, the knowledge, the facts we'll learn from scrolls and books.'' Bella said.

As they continued talking, I looked around for some form of way, to get rid of the paper. I couldn't understand how they found it, in the first place. This map had been searched for, for years! And then it ends up in the hands of the treasure seeker and the knowledge searcher. Bella was a smart girl, and Emmett was a tough guy. They might be able to follow the map, and come to Hamunaptra. But I couldn't have that. It couldn't possibly end good. They would get killed, even if I had a say in the business.

''Bella, Hamunaptra is just a myth.'' I said, as I still thought of a way, to destroy the map.

I had to get her to forget about this, make her think it was nonsense, even though it wasn't. I then spotted the candlelight, on my desk, and an idea popped up in my head. I looked at Bella and Emmett, whom were looking at me. I had to turn their attention, to something else, so I could burn the map, unnoticed. This would be a perfect time for Esme, to appear. She could distract them for me. But, of course, she didn't come. I thought of something to say, as to turn their attention to each other, instead of me.

''Now, why do you even want to go search in the desert, for a non-existing place?'' I asked.

''There's gold!'' Emmett exclaimed.

''Think of the knowledge!'' Bella exclaimed, at the same time as Emmett. She turned to look at him, disapprovingly. ''Is that all you think about? Even if we did find treasure, we should give some to this libraries exhibition. The rest we should give to the museums, that mum gave her findings to.'' She said.

''Yeah, yeah. We can sell the treasure.'' Emmett shrugged.

''Sell? I vote for donating.'' Bella said.

''DONATING?'! Bells, you know I hate that word.'' Emmett scrunched his nose, as if he had smelled something bad.

I took this as my opportunity. I looked at them, from the corner of my eye. I slowly lifted the map, as if examining it, just incase they saw what I was doing. I slowly held it closer to the candlelight. Emmett and Bella continued their argument, about what to do, with their findings. I could see from the corner of my eye, that Bella was looking stubbornly at Emmett, whom was looking back at her, with rolling eyes. I held the map just above the candlelight.

''Your arguments are a waste of time. There is nothing to find.'' I said. The map caught on fire. ''Oh!'' I faked a gasp.

''What is-'' Bella turned and let out a gasp. ''No, no, no!'' She shouted.

I pretended to drop the paper, from my hand, to the floor, because of it being on fire. Her and Emmett rushed around the desk, and kneeled on the ground, quickly trying to put out the fire on the map. They turned the fire off, and Bella lifted the map up, ever so slowly, gently examining it. Emmett was hovering over the map, practically biting his lip off. Bella blew gently, and the burned off pieces of the map, flew away with the blow. There wasn't much that had gotten burned off, and I didn't like that a least bit.

''Bloody hell, Carlisle. You fool! You burned off Hamunaptra, on the map.'' Emmett growled, eyes glued to the paper.

''It was probably for the best. Many idiots have wondered out, in the empty desert, seeking Hamunaptra and finding nothing. Most have never returned. Don't waste your time- or your lives.'' I said.

''Maybe…it was for the best.'' Bella sighed. ''This was an one and only chance, and we lost it. Trying to find Hamunaptra, without itself on the map, would just be a waste of time.'' She sighed again.

''My gold!'' Emmett cried.

''That's all you think about, isn't it? Bloody gold!'' Bella snapped. ''We could have found an entire lost city, Emmett. And your worried about your stupid gold.'' She huffed.

''I got sandwiches.'' Esme said, coming into the room. She frowned, as she saw Emmett and Bella on the floor. Emmett's face filled with grief, and Bella's a mix between sadness and anger. ''What did I miss?'' She asked.

''Carlisle burned Hamunaptra.'' Emmett pouted.

''What?'' Esme frowned, looking at me.

''Bella and Emmett got a map, that they think is the map to Hamunaptra. Which is absolutely ridicules. I accidentally burned the spot, where the so-called City of the Dead, was supposedly written.'' I said.

''Oh.'' Esme nodded. ''Children, that place is just a myth. Don't waste your time.'' She said. ''Are you hungry?'' She asked, holding up the tray with sandwiches.

''Not really.'' Emmett sighed.

''I got one with three layers of bacon.'' Esme said.

''You know what, I do feel a bit hunger coming its way.'' Emmett grinned, and got up from the floor. Bella slowly stood too, eyes still fixed on the map. She folded it together, and stuck it in her pocket. I could only hope, that she would throw it out later.

''Esme, dear, what should we do?'' I asked.

''Inform Jasper, so he can take care of things?'' She questioned, knowingly. Bella and Emmett were sleeping, in their rooms, by now.

''We should inform him. But let's think about this. Jasper isn't always on mercy's side, when it comes to things like this. The map is ruined, so they won't be going anywhere, anytime soon. We just need a way, to get a hold on the rest of the map, for safeties sake.'' I said.

''Alice, then. She is all-knowing. She has probably already seen this coming.'' Esme said.

''If she has, no reason in contacting her. She would surely come, herself. We just can't be sure, whether with or without Jasper.'' I murmured.

''Alice always knows best.'' Esme said, kissing my cheek. I smiled at her.

''She is all-knowing.'' I chuckled.

''Listen, what about the two of us go to bed…'' Esme smirked and winked at me, as she leaned towards my face. ''And then we'll worry about things later.'' She said, and pecked my lips.

''Sounds good to me.'' I grinned.

BPOV:

''Emmett?'' I whispered.

''Huh?'' He grunted, as respond.

''What are we going to do?'' I asked, still whispering. I turned in my bed, so I was facing where he laid. He had his back to me, and his arms and legs sprawled over the bed.

The two of us shared a room. The house we lived in was quite big, but that was more the living room and kitchen, that was so. There weren't that many rooms, and we kept as many free as possible. Esme often offered a place to stay, to friends that came for visits, so they wouldn't have to stay in a hotel. I didn't mind sharing a room with Emmett. Our room was quite big, anyhow. It wasn't often that Emmett stayed home, anyway, so it was more my room- most of his things were spread around the house. The only thing I had a problem with, was his snoring.

''With what?'' He grumbled.

''Hamunaptra.'' I whispered. ''We could have found it, Em. We could have found the City of the Dead. Us. Mum believed that it existed. She just never found it. But we could have. She would have been so proud. But now…'' I sighed. Mum always told me stories, of Hamunaptra. Some scary, some happy and others unbelievable.

''Why are you talking like that?'' He mumbled. He sounded a bit more awake, but still sounded rather sleepy.

''Like what?'' I asked.

''Like we aren't going to find Hamunaptra. What changed your mind?'' He mumbled, sleepily, yawning.

''Emmett, how do you suppose we find Hamunaptra? Carlisle burned the spot on the map, where it was suppose to be.'' I sighed.

How could he be so careless?

''I would have never guessed Carlisle, to be so careless. You would think, he would have taken better care, like he always does.'' Emmett yawned.

''Yeah…you would.'' I mused. ''Do you...do you think...he did it on...on purpose?'' I asked. He snorted.

''Carlisle? No way. Why would he do that?'' He asked. I shrugged, even though he couldn't see it, because he was laying with his back to me, and his eyes were surely closed, as well.

''Anyhow. The map is more or less useless. Without the destination on it, we can't possibly find it.'' I said.

''Maybe he's been there before.'' Emmett grumbled.

''Who? Carlisle?'' I asked.

''No.'' He snorted. ''The guy.'' He grumbled, his voice becoming more and more sleepy. I doubted, he knew what he was saying. Still, curiosity had me.

''What guy?'' I asked.

''The American guy.'' He said, so quietly, that if the room hadn't already been silent, I wouldn't have been able to hear it.

''What American?'' I asked, in a whisper. No answer. ''Emmett?'' I whispered. No answer. ''Emmett?'' I tried again, a little louder. A snore filled the room, and I sighed. He had fallen asleep.

''You've got a heck of a lot to explain, tomorrow, Emmett Swan.'' I muttered, as I turned my back to him. He was surely just mumbling unconscious words. The things he said, just didn't make sense.

I didn't fall asleep, at first, thinking about what Emmett had said. Hamunaptra was seen as a myth, because no one had ever discovered it. No one knew where it was, nor if it truly did exists. Many had tried to find it. The ones whom had returned, were the ones who had given up, before the journey had barely begun. But not all of them could possibly have died from thirst, in the desert, could they? Had something happened to them? Something, that had nothing to do with the heat?

Now, I definitely weren't the one to believe in the supernatural. I believed, that curses and all that nonsense, now, they were myth. Lost cities, were not myths. They were lost, but out there. I had had an obsession with Hamunaptra, since I was a child. I dreamed of discovering it, as I grew up. My mum would tell me stories, of what Hamunaptra would be like. She said, that someday, a Swan would discover Hamunaptra. One of the reasons, why I so badly wanted to find it. Emmett is more of a treasure hunter, even if he was a treasure stealer. I wanted to be like my mum, and discover Hamunaptra.

Bella Swan. The first to find the City of the Dead.

''Maybe he's been there.''

Could someone already have discovered Hamunaptra, without anyone else knowing?


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